tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849616750998090319.post3293123971923312928..comments2023-04-07T10:44:38.475-04:00Comments on Sittin' There on Capitol, Hil: Dear Hilary, Love, Hilary: You Carry It With YouHilaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13991112444917649204noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849616750998090319.post-11099919344778679492012-04-23T08:49:26.432-04:002012-04-23T08:49:26.432-04:00yes, Katherine. I think it is just like that. I...yes, Katherine. I think it is just like that. I'm so glad that we have memories hidden in our muscles and bones, that can call us back to the places and people we loved. Thank you for stopping by and visiting.Hilary Sherratthttp://sittinthereoncapitolhil.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849616750998090319.post-87791611538553002992012-04-18T22:24:55.467-04:002012-04-18T22:24:55.467-04:00This post is particularly striking to me, as someo...This post is particularly striking to me, as someone who made the reverse journey: moving from my beloved Paris to rural America. At times, my eighteen years spent in France seem like a deja vu, a memory that feels real but never actually happened. There's a sudden rupture, a shift. But then God blesses us with haunting sensory experiences to remind us that we are whole beings, and that we won't ever fully break: the French song that plays during that annoying Target commercial, the taste of Nutella on white bread, the familiar muscle memory in my wrist as I flip a crepe. You are right about carrying people and experiences with us, they get stamped right onto our hearts. Katherinenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849616750998090319.post-91892658366146289232012-04-18T11:48:22.418-04:002012-04-18T11:48:22.418-04:00 A beautiful, mysterious thing. Yes, I think that&... A beautiful, mysterious thing. Yes, I think that's just how to describe it, Leigh. Thank you for stopping by!Hilary Sherratthttp://sittinthereoncapitolhil.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849616750998090319.post-42720672339610314272012-04-18T10:24:50.478-04:002012-04-18T10:24:50.478-04:00This spring marks ten years (TEN YEARS???) since I...This spring marks ten years (TEN YEARS???) since I graduated college but these questions take me right back there. Just before the acceptance letters for grad school arrived, when I was overwhelmed by possibilities and wondering what impact college had on my character. I look back now with a dreamy nostalgia. I screwed up a lot in those early years of college but I made some of the best friends I've ever had and, more importantly, figured out who I was and what I believed in. It's a little terrifying to move beyond the routine of college: classes, late nights, parties, friends everywhere. But those first few steps, no matter how tentative, take us in exciting, new directions. You don't lose who you were in college- you move toward who you will be in this next season of your life and that is a beautiful, mysterious thing.HopefulLeighhttp://www.leighkramer.com/noreply@blogger.com